This should have been an easy review to write, something along the lines of: "The only singing going on in this bondage vid is the sweet sound of agonized screams dripping from the full lips of heavy-chested Star as she is bound, gagged and forced to endure endless tit torture."
Well, you can save that text for another review because what we get instead is a painfully dull exploration of the same theme. There are too many lingering shots of topless Star just sitting there bound and gagged. Great stuff for solo strokers, but haven't the filmmakers heard of the pause button, which makes the posing shots redundant?
To make matters worse, in the final segment, Master T-Tex, a hooded and anonymous fellow, cuts the crotch out of Star's white mesh hose and applies weights and clamps for pussy torture, but the whole segment is filmed from a few feet away looking down onto a mirror on the floor.
If you're looking for true singing star torture, put on a Celine Dion CD instead.